Chapter 186

“That fellow really dared to come? He really doesn’t treasure his life!” “Your bravery is commendable, but showing up here is a foolish move!”

The crowd erupted in an uproar, their faces displaying a variety of expressions.

“Dustin Rhys, is it?!” A Horst family guard stepped forward, his voice booming with authority.

“That’s me,” Dustin replied, unfazed.

“So, you’re the one who killed my son, Xavier?” Gabriel’s fierce gaze remained fixed on Dustin, his expression stern and unyielding.

“Yes,” Dustin nodded.

“Kneel!” Gabriel roared.

“Kneel? You’re not worthy of such respect,” Dustin retorted. He added, “Horst, I’ll give you a chance. Hand over the people who trespassed at Peaceful Medical Center and apologize to Gregory. Then, I’ll spare your life.”

The crowd went wild.

“Holy shit! Is he out of his mind? He’s still acting so brazen even when his life is at stake?” “Having killed Xavier, he dares to demand an apology from Sir Gabriel! He’s wild!” “Those who are ignorant are fearless. This guy has no idea who he just crossed.”

The crowd murmured, pointing at Dustin.

“Punk! Do you know what you’re saying? You are the one trapped now! If you don’t want a painful death, hand over the Gozoraberry and beg for forgiveness on your knees. Otherwise, you will be erased from this world!” Gabriel’s face darkened, his voice cold and ominous.

“I may not have the Gozoraberry, but I still have my life. If you think you’re capable of taking it, then come and get it.” Dustin gestured with his finger.

“Great! How absolutely fantastic! Since you don’t value your life, then don’t blame me for what happens next! Guards! Cut off this insolent punk’s limbs! I want his head on a stick as revenge!”

Following his orders, several guards lunged toward Dustin.

“Boom!”

With a loud stomp, the ground beneath Dustin shattered, sending debris flying. The debris struck the guards with such force that they stumbled and fell. Within seconds, several guards lay groaning on the ground, clutching their wounds.

“Go! All of you!” Gabriel thundered, his voice filled with anger and frustration. “Kill him!”

A large number of guards charged at Dustin, weapons raised and faces filled with fury. They surrounded him like a tidal wave.

“Hmph! This punk is dead meat! The Horst dojo members are all elites. He won’t be able to fend them off, no matter how skilled he is!” Nigel laughed.

“I can’t wait to see him defeated,” the girl in yellow echoed. “He’s not even running after being surrounded by that many guards. Does he plan to fight them all alone? Hahaha! Does he think he’s Superman?”

The group mocked Dustin, anticipating a good show. However, their smiles froze. The fight took an unexpected turn. Dustin was unstoppable.

One, two, three… ten, twenty, thirty…

In just two minutes, more than half the Horst family guards had fallen. No one could match Dustin’s combat prowess. The scene was a massacre; Dustin was slaughtering them single-handedly.

“H-he’s on another level!”

This revised version corrects grammatical errors, improves sentence structure, and enhances clarity. I have also removed the asterisks from "trespased" and "masacre" as they seem to be typos.